October 2001
Memories by Chyanna
Posted Monday, October 15, 2001 by The Editor
Chyanna soaked in the features of his face quickly, knowing that it would once more be concealed behind the shadows of his hood. The pure essence of this stranger was unsettling to say the least, yet there was a hint of familiarity that allowed a certain level of comfort to exist.
Lowering the goblet to rest upon the table, her fingers absently caressed the stem as she continued to speak. "I'll call yas Thorn ifn' yas don't object. Actually even if yas do I'll still call ya Thorn," she giggled softly giving him a flirty wink.
"As far as if we 'ave met, can't say now that we 'ave. But anything is possible, aye? Yas just 'ave certain mannerism of one I knew. 'e was a dear ol' friend of mine.....'' Her voice trailed off as she realized to whom she was comparing the stranger to.
Her eyes slowly drifted over towards the hearth. Entranced by the dancing flames, she became lost in thought, as memories from the distant past, memories of her beloved mentor flooded her mind........
**** "They are hot on your trail damn!! You must leave, and quickly!" he said waking her from her slumber.
"Romulus they found me? 'ow....nay I won't leave....please, don't make me leave!!" she begged.
"I would like to remain living, and I am sure you would as well..... "his voice lowered as he turned towards the hearth in her chambers. With a heavy sigh he rested his hand upon the mantel. "I should have never sent you but any other would have failed me. I had nay choice but to send my best for the assassination. This was a set up. I can see that now, tho too late," he hoarsely whispered.
"Romulus! What are yas talkin about!?!" she demanded turning him to face her.
With a fierce passion he grabbed her by the upper arms and pulled her closer to him. Their faces only inches apart, she could see his warm golden eyes fill with tears of sorrow and rage. "You did not fail. Someone here sent that servant to the Baron's chambers knowing that you would be there. They knew she would see his dead body and you over it! They knew she would sound the alarm! What they didn't know was that you would escape and I would find all this out."
"But why?" she asked as her own eyes welled.
"Jealousy. Foolish jealousy! Some here believe that you rose through the ranks too quickly. They believe that I favor you because of how I feel. They feel that you will eventually destroy me. A thief should never become attached. A Thief should never allow emotion to govern his decisions. Thieves should never..." his voice faded away to an inaudible whisper as his grip loosened and his hand reached up to caress her face tenderly.
Never once did he show that he had feelings for her other than being his brightest pupil. In return, she never once allowed her feelings for him to be seen. She would keep her passions buried deeply until now.
As their lips were about to touch the door to her room swung open. "The guard is down the road! She must leave now! They will kill us all if she is seen here!" a rogue urgently announced as he leered at the two.
"Come with me Romulus!" she pleaded.
"I need to know who did this first and deal with them. Flee this place and never return! I shall meet up with you when it is safe. I promise. Now hurry! Go!", his voice tight with emotion as he triggered a hidden switch on the mantel opening a secret passageway next to the fireplace..... *****
Her gaze remained transfixed on the golden flickering light of the fire as her sultry voice softly spoke, almost as if in a hypnotic state. "Yas must forgive me sweets. Tis been ages since I met anyone who made me think of my mentor. Maybe it is yer cloak, yer voice, yer eyes, the way yas carry yerself... Whatever it maybe, tis nice to see once again."
Shaking her head slightly she snapped out of her trance, returning her full attention to her company once more.
Chyanna
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